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"That Damn Husky." Monday, August 24th | 8:45AM | Bayno Willbrend

The first official day is here! Our story today starts inside Intro to International Relations - IR 310. A certain Doberman we know starts off the day fresh, but is still struggling to overcome a certain 'problem.'

***

IR 310, a required class for social studies. As much as he dreaded it, Bayno needed the class. At 8:45, the lecture hall was barren; only himself and a handful of other students. Max capacity was about 100, and being a required class, it'd definitely fill up once 9 o'clock hit. Bayno preferred to be early so he could avoid the crowds, and find a good seat. Being so tall meant it'd be best for him to sit in the back.

The stillness of the air was peaceful. On the far wall a clock ticked away in a rhythmic motion, helping to ease the Doberman's restless thoughts. Some unsettling news reached his ears the day prior; he might as well use this time of nothingness to put his mind at rest.

"...How the hell could I let this happen... There's no way she's pregnant. It's too soon, barely a week... She wouldn't know yet." His ears perked as the class door creaked open. Another early bird, but not one he recognized. Back to his thoughts."...She has got to be lying about this. Why? What would she get out of this? Have I done anything wrong to her...? No, of course not."

The dangers of college life. Too much drinking, too much partying, too much sex with the wrong people. It can lead you to a life of endless drama and accusations before you can bat an eye.

8:50. Another few students came in and took their seats. Some human guy seemed to recognize the Doberman and waved, but Bayno had no idea who it was. He offered a half-hearted wave back.

"...Is she doing this just to cause drama? Surely, there are easier ways... especially for a woman of her stature." That was Bayno's polite way of calling the girl in question 'loose'. "Perhaps she has an issue with Heidenreich and is using me to get to him...? No, too complicated. She could just accuse Heidenreich, directly."

8:55. The room began quickly filling up. One person in particular caught the Doberman's eye: Chad Carmody. Some human ass he took English with last year. He was the type who always had something to say, be it an irrelevant comment or an idiotic joke. People like that irked him in all the wrong ways...

Entering shortly behind was another, more pleasant face. A tigress, Jenara Plains. People always poked fun at her for being a tiger with 'plains' in her name, but she knew how to take a joke, and was killer at dishing out rebuttal 'your mom' jibes. She saw the Doberman and smiled all shyly, brushing her hair aside to hide herself away. Bayno chuckled and smiled too.

"Now there's a girl I'd like to get more acquainted with... Rather beautiful for being a feline. Who says dogs and cats can't play nice together..." Bayno soon realized what he was thinking and shook his head. He couldn't afford to think that way; such was the cause of his current dilemma. "...Ehh. Why couldn't it be you. We could actually start something together. Why'd it have to be Rachel..."

Class was due soon, a surge of people flooded into the room. Be it out of intimidation or coincidence, no one sat next to the Doberman. Not like he minded, though. Bayno tapped away at his cheekbone and waited for things to start up...

9:05 came and in strolled a balding human guy dressed in a suit three sizes too big for him. Everyone eyed the fellow, silently judging him... He fumbled with a bunch of papers and folders in his hands and nearly tripped on his way inside. Once all set up behind the podium, the professor shown a smile bright enough to blind a man.

"...Good morning all you cool cats and swinging bats! How are we all doing!"

"...Well this is going to be awful." Bayno thought with a smirk. A good first impression, for sure. A few people mumbled out an incoherent response, but professor-guy kept on smiling.

"Alright, good! Sounds like we're all doing fine! Welcome to Intro to International Relations, aka'd IR 310! I see some familiar faces hereeee~! How many of you take - or have taken - my American Government class?"

A few hands went up. Chad's did, of course... Pfft.

"Alright, heeey Chad! Good to see ya!" The prof winked, which instantly knocked his coolness level down another notch. He motioned to another fellow and gasped. "Cooper! Cooper Coopson! How the devil are ya?"

Bayno looked over to the Coop-in-question. Some skinny raccoon who looked not a day over 16.

"J-just Cooper... I was going to say I took your Humanities course..." He quietly squeaked out. For being a 'coon, he had the voice of an ant.

"Good, good... Alright! For those that don't know, my name is Franklin Shaw, but I ask that you refer to me as 'Mr. S'! I like to think the 'S' stands for 'special'." Another wink, and the class chuffed a laugh. Bayno just rolled his eyes. "Alright, let's start roll! When I say your name, shout out... 'Foreign policy!' Florence Abbey!"

"...Foreign policy...?"

"Garret Broyls!"

"'Foreign policy...'"

"Chad Carmody!"

"IR rooooocks!~" Chad made the motions of a sick guitar riff with his hands! The class laughed and he feigned innocence. "I-I mean, 'foreign policy.'"

"Tch. Of course they laugh..."

The professor finished up roll-call. Every other person responded with a usual Monday zombie-like tone. No one wanted to be there so early. Bayno and Chad were the only one to respond with some pep in their voice. Once all the names were called, Mr. Shaw went to the board and wrote 'foreign policy' in surprisingly nice handwriting.

"...So why did I have you shout 'foreign policy'! Anyone, anyone?" No one volunteered. "I'll tell ya why! Foreign policy is the main thing you - political scientists in training - will be analyzing this year. Foreign policy..."

Bayno immediately spaced out. Normally he could handle boring lectures and crazy professors, but today was just not his day. He pulled out a notebook and started to draw some random lines and squiggles. Art wasn't his strong point, nor was it anything he'd do on a regular day... but he needed something to get his mind off things.

"...I still can't get why she's doing this. She can't be pregnant, not after only two weeks. Besides, you can't get pregnant... 'that' way."

Little pen-strokes crowded the top corner of the paper where you'd write your name. The classic 'doodle spot' for any student who's spacing out while drawing. Everything from random little shapes to little dog-people made themselves at home up there.

Time drudged on. In some odd way, the professor's lecture actually began to make for good background noise. Bayno knew he should be focusing, buuuuut... Eh. First day. Nothing important ever happens.

Right as Bayno got accustomed to hearing the professor's goofy voice, he suddenly fell silent. A loud creak rang through the hall as the entryway door opened, and a voice called out.

"...Pssst. Is this IR?"

That voice was familiar! The Doberman's ears rose as he looked up and saw a certain husky with a diamond shape on his forehead.

"...That damn husky. What the hell is he doing here?"

"Intro to International Relations 310? Why yes it is! Your name, please?"

"Kavik Davasgo. Sorry, I got lost!"

"It's fine. Just don't let it happen again!"

"Thank you~" The husky smiled and dipped inside, shying away from the onlooking eyes. It wasn't long before he noticed Bayno far up in the back. His face lit up with delight and he waved a frantic paw, gasping with excitement. "Oh! Oh, oh Bayno! Pst! I'm gonna sit with you!"

"God please, no..." Bayno said under his breath and buried his face away. It's not like he hated the guy, but ugh. Of all days... Kavik trotted his way up the steps and took a seat right next to him.

"I didn't know you had this class!" he whispered right away.

"Shush and pay attention."

"Oooo, okay. What I miss?"

"Everything. This is a lecture, so keep quiet."

"Oh, okay." Kavik bounced in his seat with energy, too much energy for an early Monday morning. A constant fwump, fwump, fwump noise came from his tail batting against his seat. "...I'm really excited we have a class together-"

"Shh." Bayno swatted at the husky with the back of his hand. "Pay attention or move."

"Okaaaay..."

"Just my luck. This guy is going to be worse than Chad."

Kavik bounced about in his chair like an excited little pup. Thankfully he kept his attention forwards. Bayno tried to keep his eyes up too, make it seem like he was focusing, but that was easier said than done.

"...Paraguay! Who can point out Paraguay on the map?" Mr. S ran over to an oversized map that took up most of the wall and swirled his finger, pretending to find the country. "Where... where... Someone help me! I've lost Paraguay!"

"Center of South America, between Brazil and Bolivia. This is idiotic. I can't just sit here and pretend like things are alright while people are throwing accusations behind my back."

Bayno rested his head in his palm and tapped away at his cheek. A new feeling nagged away at him... like someone was staring right at him. Someone was, the husky next to him. Bayno furrowed his brow and huffed.

"...Why is he just staring at me? What's his deal?" He looked over for a second and made brief eye contact, only to look away and growl. "Fuck, he's not even trying to be discreet about it."

"...Geography is very important in international relations! To become a political scientist, you need to know your states. Remember, we call countries 'states' in this class..."

Bayno tried oh so hard to pay attention now, but he just couldn't. Not because of his thoughts, but the husky. His stare bore right through him. What was his deal? Bayno tried so hard to ignore it, but even his patience had limits. He had to say something.

"...For God's sake, what? What do you want?" he asked in a hushed, yet agitated tone.

"You look upset. Like, you can't focus."

"Because you keep staring right at me. I told you yesterday to stop." Bayno spoke a little louder than he should. The professor went silent, he and a few others looked back.

"...Everything alright back there?" Mr. S asked, his hands resting behind his back in the classic 'I'll wait' pose teachers always make.

"It's fine." Kavik quickly chimed with a smile. "I was just asking if he knew about the foreign policy in Zimbabwe. I've always been curious!"

"Zimbabwe! Well why didn't you say so!" Completely fooled. Mr. S walked back over to the map and gestured. "Can you come point out Zimbabwe for us?"

"Sure! I know right where it is." Kavik hopped out of his seat and scampered down, much to the Doberman's delight.

"Good, yes, leave, please, hrgh." Finally, a moment of peace. But it wouldn't last long.

"Alright, show us where."

"There's no way he knows where-"

"Right here, southern Africa. Bordering Mozambique, Zambia, and Botswana. I actually have a friend in Mozambique, he's trying to teach me Portuguese."

Bayno furrowed a brow, half-impressed. "...Hm. He actually knew. Surprising."

"Do they speak Portuguese in Zimbabwe, too?"

Kavik shook his head. "No, I think they speak, uhhh... Shoo-Shoo? Shoni or... something! Some weird language I ain't never heard of!"

The class laughed, Chad especially. As always, the Doberman rolled his eyes.

"Ha ha, you're a comedian too. Aren't we all."

"Alright. You can go take a seat." Mr. S saw the husky off and went back to the map. "See, an interesting thing about Zimbabwe is their history with foreign policy. Their president..."

Bayno watched the husky trot back up the steps, looking all accomplished as he got near.

"I did hecka good, I think." Kavik whispered as he took his seat, tail wagging endlessly. "Heck yeah."

"Yaaay, you... Some of us have actual problems to work out."

The husky went quiet. Was the silent treatment working? Bayno looked over and saw him stuffed up to his torso inside his backpack, rooting around for... something. The shuffling and bumbling was a little distracting. He popped out soon after and spoke up.

"...Psst. Bayno."

"...What?"

"Do you have a pencil?"

Bayno grunted and leant over to his own bag. He placed it down with light slam. "Here."

"Thanks!" Kavik scooped it up and went quiet again, but Bayno knew it wouldn't last long. Sure enough, it didn't. "...Psssst. Bayno!"

"What...?"

"...Do you have some paper?"

"For God's sake." As before he produced the item and grunted, seeing the husky's huge backpack. "What's the point of bringing that huge-ass, overcompensating thing if it doesn't even have the shit you need?"

Now that he had the required stuff, one would think that damn husky would be quiet, right? Wrong. Be it on purpose or not, the way he wrote was exceptionally annoying. He'd press down so hard on the paper you could hear the graphite grind away with each stroke. He'd sniffle and rub his nose, then itch at his muzzle... The quietness of the room amplified each and every little action he'd do.

"Christ, does he not know how annoying he is." Bayno looked for an open seat, but none were available. He'd have to deal. "Ugh... C'mon... This is nothing. You've got other more important shit to handle right now..."

***

Though difficult, Bayno managed through the remainder of the class. Kavik kept to himself, and it actually looked like he took a lot of notes. It began to feel like perhaps he should have taken some, too... Whatever. The first day never goes over anything important.

The clock 10:18 and already the class was preparing to leave. Bags zipped up and Mr. Shaw spoke with desperation to try and keep everyone seated for the last two minutes.

"Al-alright guys! I'll see you on Wednesday and we'll continue our discussion! Remember to read Chapter 1 if you haven't already!"

Everyone shuffled and bumped into each other, eager to be the first ones out. Bayno however remained in his chair. No way was he going to fight through that herd. The husky next to him however was all prepped up and ready to go! He hopped out of the chair and looked to the Doberman all expectant like.

"Are you going to stay here?" he asked with a waggy-tail.

"No. I'm waiting."

"For what?" Kavik tilted his head and rested a paw on his hip.

"For people to leave. I hate fighting through crowds."

"Oh. I see."

Bayno shifted in his seat. Kavik was just standing there, bouncing around. He was going to wait and leave when the Doberman did.

"You can go." Bayno nodded and gestured to the door. "Class is over. Go on."

Kavik shifted his weight and hummed.

"Actually... I was wondering if I could ask you something~"

"...What?"

The husky broke out into a potty-dance, bouncing back and forth between legs.

"I really gotta go and I can't find the bathrooms."

"It's just right outside. Literally two doors down."

"Well, I missed it!" Kavik bounced with desperation, his face looking all pouty. "Please?"

"For God's sake... Alright." Bayno stood with a grunt and gathered his stuff. Most people had left by now, so it was a good time to leave anyways. "Follow me."

"Yay! Ugh, I gotta wee so bad I think I might-"

"Stop while you're ahead."

Bayno lead the small husky onwards to salvation. How he missed the bathroom was a mystery, it literally was right down the hall. A big blue sign that read 'restroom' even lay atop the place.

"Here. How did you miss this?" Bayno asked while pointing up to the sign.

Kavik gasped and seemed legitimately surprised. "O-oh! I didn't come down this way, actually. See, I came through the other door on the other side, so I was already over there, y'know? So I looked all around, and I couldn't find it, so then I went down the other door and-"

"Okay, yeah, fine, I get it." Bayno shook his paws to interrupt the husky's rant. "You're here now, so go."

In a serious moment, Kavik fell silent. His usual excitement drained and was now replaced by an expressionless face. Bayno didn't mean it, but he spoke in a bitchy tone - his anger had been building up since the beginning of class, and it finally came to a head. Kavik felt this, and it washed over onto him.

"...Alright, sorry. Thanks, man."

The husky went in without another word. A pit formed in Bayno's belly when the door closed... Honestly, he had planned to ditch the husky once he went in, but now a feeling of guilt chewed away at him.

"...Shit. I can't be acting like a bitch around people. He didn't do anything wrong. I can't take my frustrations out on him." Bayno propped himself up against the wall and folded his arms, lookin' all tough and stuff. "...He's kind of annoying, but he doesn't mean it. Guess I'll have to get used to this..."

No more than a few seconds passed before the husky rushed right out. He flailed and bounced in a panicked manner.

"Bayno,Bayno!" Kavik pointed to the door, still bouncing between legs. "There's people in there! They're doing stuff!"

Bayno huffed and rolled his eyes. "...Of course they're doing stuff, it's the bathroom-"

"No no no! Not that kinda stuff... stuff!!" The husky's head shook frantically and he poked his index fingers against each other. "...This stuff! There's two guys in one stall! They're...! They're doing things!"

"What? You're probably just hearing things-"

"Dude."_Kavik interrupted, sounding oddly serious. "I know what I'm hearing. They're sucking each other off _hardcore. Balls to the walls, man! I can't get my business done with_that_ going on!"

"What, you didn't believe me when I said people came here to fuck around? I was being literal." Bayno played it off; honestly even he was a little surprised. 'Adult bathroom breaks' weren't too uncommon in UCS, but in the business building? That was a little unexpected.

"W-well! I'm scared!" The husky ceased his bouncing, his tail fell quiet and his ears drooped. Bayno chuffed and shook his head at such.

"Maybe you could go in and join them." He said half-serious. Kavik's ears now perked up high, a look of complete shock slapped across his face.

"W-what?! I don't do that!"

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding..." Bayno snorted. Though he was trying to be less irritable, his humor was still somewhat lacking. "...Well. What do you want me to do about it?"

"I dunno!" Kavik flailed and looked back. "...It's weird. I'm already gun-shy as it is."

"...Do you want a different bathroom then...?" Bayno groaned. "That's so much work. Just go."

The husky huffed and crossed his arms. Even he knew it'd be too much work just to find another bathroom... He looked back over to the Doberman, then back to the door.

"Alright..."

"Alright." Bayno propped himself against the wall, but Kavik didn't head inside. He just stood there, giving off a weird look. "...What now?"

Kavik sighed. That same vacant look came back. "...You don't have to wait for me. I'm sure you have a class or something."

"I don't mind." Bayno quickly responded, but got a distasteful look back. That's not to say he didn't earn it, though. He knew he'd been snappy today. The Doberman sighed and scratched the back of his neck. "...Look, Kavik. I'm sorry I've been short with you. I don't mean to be an asshole. I've got a lot of shit on my shoulders right now and it's-"

"I know." Kavik spoke out. "I just thought... maybe if I was happy and cheerful... It might cheer you up too."

Bayno opened his mouth to speak, but nothing could come out. It was weird to have someone go out of their way to try and make things better. Not like... a bad weird. Just a... 'normally doesn't happen' kind of weird.

It took a while, but Bayno managed to nod and speak gratefully.

"Thank you for that... I appreciate it. Are you sure you don't want me to wait?"

"It's fine, honest. If you wanna make it up to me, maybe you can buy me some McDandy's later." A sly, victorious smile shown on the husky's maw. There was that regular goofy guy. Bayno rolled his eyes and smirked.

"We'll see..."

"Alright. I'll see you lat- oop!"

The bathroom door swung open and almost smacked right into the poor husky! Out rushed a fox in a tight shirt and jeans, soon followed by a horse with an obvious bulge in his shorts. They both avoided eye contact the two and hurried down the hall on their merry way.

"...See I told you!" Kavik whispered and pointed to the fleeing duo before rushing inside. Bayno laughed at the scene and shrugged to himself as he walked out the hall.

"Seems I'm not the only one with a problem."

***

10:30. Bayno had half an hour before aeronautics. Though forcing his attitude around the husky helped... sort of... his troubled thoughts weren't completely gone. He couldn't keep carrying this weight around with him, but luckily he knew just who could help.

Bayno whipped out his phone and scrolled through the contacts.

*Ring ring~ Ring ring~*

"...Hey, Andy? Yeah, hey. ... Yeah, I'm fine. Some shit went down. ... Yes, I was actually going to ask that. ... Swing by around 3:00PM and we can talk after our classes. ... Yep, sounds good. Thanks, I'll see you then."